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Post by brigida on Jan 25, 2008 3:41:48 GMT -5
"Have you been particularly distant?" she asked concernedly, "Or is it just that you have lost touch?"
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Post by The Smith on Jan 25, 2008 3:43:58 GMT -5
"I was his agent for a long time. He had me come here and report on Emelia." Timm paused and then continued, "So there is no wine of any sort? Well... anyway... when I stopped reporting on her, Piers was angry."
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Post by brigida on Jan 25, 2008 3:45:59 GMT -5
"Is that so?" she asked curiously, "I had heard you were close personal friends--was there a falling out over your ending reports?"
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Post by The Smith on Jan 25, 2008 3:47:33 GMT -5
"Not really." Timm replied, "He was in King's Landing and I was in Dorne. We just never really had an opprutunity to talk. So that means no wine then..."
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Post by brigida on Jan 25, 2008 3:49:09 GMT -5
"No." she answered. "There is only water--How did you come to find that he was angry?" she said, as their party inched along.
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Post by The Smith on Jan 25, 2008 3:52:08 GMT -5
"I know him." Timm replied, "And things he said to Emelia when I was in the room."
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Post by brigida on Jan 25, 2008 4:00:58 GMT -5
"I will leave it to your discretion, Lord Dayne; if you think in your honest opinion that it would be a disservice to our cause if you were to partake in our discussions, I will leave you here...Otherwise, I would be honored to have your company."
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Post by The Smith on Jan 25, 2008 4:08:28 GMT -5
Dayne looked at her, "I will come, at the very least I can keep you safe. Piers is an interesting man... and if you have any issues with him you might need some advice."
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Post by brigida on Jan 25, 2008 4:12:19 GMT -5
"I thank you for your willingness." she told him graciously, "And now, if you don't mind, I think we must make a better pace; I have so little patience for travel when I have a specific purpose for my destination." she offerred him a quick smile, before she spurred her horse ahead, calling to each of their party members as she passed them, to pick up their pace.
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Post by The Smith on Jan 25, 2008 4:16:22 GMT -5
Timm followed along after his new Lady Martell.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Apr 10, 2008 21:02:19 GMT -5
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As the Crown forces enter Godsgrace, Alexander orders that the small folk not be harmed he asks that whoever is qualified to speak for them be brought to his command tent. The small folk is searched but otherwise not molested.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 10, 2008 21:28:18 GMT -5
An old man, of perhaps 3 score years, hobbles into the Godsgrace solar where Irwyn has appointed himself. the man quakes in fear.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Apr 10, 2008 21:33:23 GMT -5
"Have a seat please," Alexander offers a camp stool "are you the elder?"
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 10, 2008 21:34:52 GMT -5
"Elder than some, younger than others." The man whimpers, as he looks around nervously before sitting down on the stool.
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Apr 10, 2008 21:40:30 GMT -5
"How long has the keep been abandoned?" Alex says sitting back trying to make the man feel a little easier.
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